Let us now give a few blows of the pick to the surface beneath which
the singular incidents already in our mind must be occurring, beneath
which similar things occurred last year; perhaps we shall find some
evidence of the parasitism which we suspected. If we search the
dwellings of the Anthophorae during the early days of August, this is
what we see: the cells forming the superficial layer are not like
those situated at a greater depth. This difference arises from the
fact that the same establishment is exploited simultaneously by the
Anthophora and by an Osmia (_O. tricornis_)[4] as is proved by an
observation made at the working-period, in May. The Anthophorae are
the actual pioneers, the work of boring the galleries is wholly
theirs; and their cells are situated right at the end. The Osmia
profits by the galleries which have been abandoned either because of
their age, or because of the completion of the cells occupying the
most distant part; she builds her cells by dividing these corridors
into unequal and inartistic chambers by means of rude earthen
partitions. The Osmia's sole achievement in the way of masonry is
confined to these partitions. This, by the way, is the ordinary
building-method adopted by the various Osmiae, who content themselves
with a chink between two stones, an empty Snail-shell, or the dry and
hollow stem of some plant, wherein to build their stacks of cells, at
small expense, by means of light partitions of mortar.
[Footnote 4: Cf. _Bramble-bees and Others_: _passim_.--_Translator's
Note_.]
The cells of the Anthophora, with their faultless geometrical
regularity and their perfect finish, are works of art, excavated, at a
suitable depth, in the very substance of the loamy bank, without any
manufactured part save the thick lid that closes the orifice. Thus
protected by the prudent industry of their mother, well out of reach
in their distant, solid retreats, the Anthophora's larvae are devoid
of the glandular apparatus designed for secreting silk. They therefore
never spin a cocoon, but lie naked in their cells, whose inner surface
has the polish of stucco.
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